I Shall Look At You Out Of

You Know You've Achieved Perfection In Design, Not When You Have Nothing More To Add, But When You Have Nothing More To Take Away.

I Was Wrong To Grow Older. Pity. I Was So Happy As A Child.

When Faith Burns Itself Out, 'tis God Who Dies And Thenceforth Proves Unavailing.

He Who Has Gone, So We But Cherish His Memory, Abides With Us, More Potent, Nay, More Present Than The Living Man.

When One Is Building A Ship, One Does Not Begin With Gathering Timber And Cutting Planks, But Rather By Arousing In People The Yearning For The Great Wide Sea.